8230 Walnut Hill Suite 208 Dallas, TX 75231
MEET DR. POOL
Family Man
Wife Jessica
Think of her as
Mother Teresa meets Wonder Woman
She homeschools their 8 children
She runs their Bahama Buck's business
She puts up with Dr. Pool!
Dr. Pool & his wife Jessica own a Bahama Buck's frozen dessert restaurant.
Bahama Buck's is the "ultimate tropical dessert experience!"
The store is located at 6780 Abrams Rd Suite 107 in Dallas.
Dr. Pool has a truck.
That is to say, Dr. Pool has what amounts to pretty much the largest street-legal truck in Dallas.
It is a custom Ford F-650 4x4 with 6 doors, Cummins diesel engine, air brakes and numerous mods.
The stacks extend to roughly 11 feet from ground level.
The scale of the truck is difficult to make out from pics - here is Dr. Pool's youngest son beside the rear wheel.
Dr. Pool has written over 100 sonnets.
His (older) children have recently taken an interest in his poetry.
More patients ask about the sternal scar
than ask how well the heart will likely beat,
when those with cardiac dysfunction are
approached for operation. Vain conceit
- the tendency or preference to care
about how one will look instead of be -
infects our culture with its subtle snare,
an epidemic co-morbidity.
Like Pharisees, we spend our lives consumed
with trying to seem flawless, while inside
decay and rottenness remain entombed -
a mask of beauty thinly veiling pride.
Alive in spirit, Lord, I want to be
less prone to superficiality.
More patients ask about the sternal scar
"Give me the suture or this man will die!"
the television surgeon sharply barks;
of course, the camera angles then supply
a shot of skin without incision marks.
Pretending to save lives to entertain
is not an act of criminal design,
but those with sacred work will rarely strain
to decorate a duty as a shrine.
Good ministers do not produce a show,
or render empty words in a charade;
they offer wayward souls a way to know
salvation beyond needle, tie, and blade.
Instead of drama, Lord, give me a cause
more helpful to me patients than the gauze.
"Give me the suture or this man will die!"
My chief complaint, good doctor, is this ache
that settled in the middle of my chest;
it bothers me whenever I'm awake
and keeps me from a decent night of rest.
I hoped, at first, the feeling would subside
with time, or else i could endure the pain,
but with the constant suffering inside,
I must find some relief, or go insane.
What say you, doc? Can you perceive the cause
of my affliction and its therapy?
I'd like to think my own conclusion draws
the features all together fittingly:
These symptoms are a loneliness attack,
I simply need my wife and children back!
My chief complaint, good doctor, is this ache
Ah, wisdom, who can woo you as a bride
and dwell with you, a treasure more than gold?
Who can draw near your riches, come beside
your loveliness, or have your hand to hold?
You seem far off from man, aloof and shy,
and not content to leave the Father's house;
unless He gives your hand to them, men die
in vain pursuits to win you as a spouse.
Can anyone search for you, then, with hope?
Yes, he who fears the Lord can court His prize,
and bliss begun, by humbleness elope
to live at ease, fulfilled and growing wise.
In Christ I claim, O Lord, a princely life
and yearn to know the glories of my wife!